Dh hasn't cooked in the past 10 years. He does all the bins and DIY (there's a lof it)
I feel like every Sunday I get up sort dc stuff for school Monday. Sort lunches then dinner then he asks am I hungry that evening as a big hint (am I making something)
So I've decided I am not going to be here tomorrow. There is nowhere to go except on another walk. Off go into work and get ahead for the week. But I can't face another day of cooking and housework